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Sick Attraction
02:13
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[Lyrics redacted.]
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The Smothering Flame
04:20
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The smothering flame
Flickering in and out of existence
Shining brightly with its hints of black
A pair of hands joined atop this wax furnace
Burning its ownership into their soft skin
Burning
This is what they have become, for what they have striven
As skin melts from the heat, its form becomes one with the candle
Silent with regret, there is no turning back
There is no turning back from what we have become
This is desolation
Substance in every sense of the word
It conglomerates in waves, searing pain
A salad of wires, each one signified
Insignias of the end times, blood rain
Pushing at each wire, letting it bleed
Seeing how far you can get with its innards
Each one bleeds a different colour
Differing velocities of gushing red, purple, violet
It conglomerates in waves, searing pain
Insignias of the end times, blood rain
Pushing at each wire, letting it bleed
Plug them into my head
Let me nod with the opioids
Enkephalin, oxytocin, endorphins, naltrexone
Endogenous, so harmless, manipulative
Burning figures into my flesh
Ripping off my eyelids so I can see again
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Desolate Earth
04:41
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Again, fluttering above their own desolace, their own complex
Deluge of their wings drowning out the sounds of peace
Crawling, somehow a paradox they fly in the ground
Again, fluttering above their own desolace, their own complex
They fly in their own ways
Neverending, ceaseless they fly
They fly in their own ways
Neverending, ceaseless they fly
Desolate earth falls for the sparrows to reclaim
Lying to themselves while they soar above the earth
Catching worms and ashes whilst midair during search
Time slowly stops, back and forth they revolve
The unbirth commencing, slowly start to wither
They fight to feel alive
Joining flock, the same stock
One of me, an apology
They fight to feel alive
They fight to feel alive
Breaking out of the culmination
I leave your shoes at the door as I fly
Taking them along for the journey, this is me
A broken spectre trying to relive the days when I could breathe
This is the end
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Faceless mistress of catastrophe, sensual yet pure
Takes her razor across the abdomen, slicing the core
Violet liquid, draining its negation
Lying naked, prepared for the great separation
Eviscerated corpse of something once beautiful
Innards, her life force spewed
Where there once were garments
Blood becomes her suit
All sense gone, reasoning understood
It was a failure to make choice happen
Free will conceptualised in the possibility for suicide
A martyr for those under the radar
Sick attraction to the morbid truth
Violet liquid, draining its negation
Lying naked, prepared for the great separation
A victim of the everything
Psychosis keeping sanity
Twenty-one, year of the rabbit
So elusive, were it closer she could grab it
Life ended before misery
Death cut short the agony
A perfect waste of androgyny
The mother weeps at the tragedy
Separate
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Abyssal Doctrines
05:18
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The forbidden scripture
Knowledge oblique
Passages yet to be deciphered
Though transcribed in its tongue
Though many doubt its significance
We live our lives by its rules
Burning its pages to bar us from its words
True meaning hidden behind ink-bound lines
Flames flickering in my eyes
Saddened we are, the apex, the commissary
We wrote this book
We wrote this book
We wrote these lines
Hidden in disguise
In the abyss
All meaning is lost
Red liquid staining the arms
A mark of guilt, they spell out enough
Praise, degradation, no sentience
Why do these words mock me so
In the abyss
All meaning is lost
In the abyss
All meaning is lust
Lust for freedom, lust for death
Lust for power, all meaning is bereft
Lacking substance, lacking hue
We wrote this book
We wrote this book
We wrote these lines
Hidden in disguise
In its greyscale anatomy I recognise you
Serpent of lies
Die
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Gratifying lies
We cure the meat with cancer
Satisfying light
Pain knocks and we always answer
Take another hit, a second wind
A curse and a gift
Relieve control, let it take hold
Sign away your soul instantaneous disgusting
Hands beautifully bitter, sweet
Gratifying lies
We cure the meat with cancer
Satisfying light
Pain knocks and we always answer
Grinding its pelvic muscles to the rhythm
Dying scourge, taking its pleasure in the hurt
Agony
Waiting for a sign
Waiting all of time
Peasants in disguise
Buzzards on my eyes
Take another hit, a second wind
A curse and a gift
Relieve control, let it take hold
Sign away your soul instantaneous disgusting
Hands beautifully bitter, sweet
Go little vice and forget that one
Tether will no longer be ingressed
Taking your lungs, inching breath of regret
In two three four, out two three four
Desolation of the flesh
In two three four, out two three four
Desolation of the flesh
Broken cord pulls at the one before
She lies bleeding out on the palace floor
Gratifying lies
We cure the meat with cancer
Satisfying light
Pain knocks and we always answer
Waiting for a sign
Waiting all of time
Peasants in disguise
Buzzards on my eyes
Grinding its pelvic muscles to the rhythm
Dying scourge, taking its pleasure in the hurt
Agony, agony
Grinding its pelvic muscles to the rhythm
Dying scourge, taking its pleasure in the hurt
Agony, agony
They revel in a state of agony
They revel in a state of agony
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Flying above its broken home
Cracks and crevasses paving the bones
Unearthed and stained, exposing the folds
One eye above, one eye below
All the history gone down the drain
Built these monuments for the antithesis of gain
Expecting the moment where none of this was in vain
It's time for us to reconcile with the truth
None of you ever truly wanted this, did you
No
Halving seconds, split into atoms
The energy causes ripples in time
Malfunctioning sine waves, cerebral
Cognitive dissonance, we've always been evil
We've always been evil
And for these crimes we must pay
Not in gold, not in promises, no
Not in regret
But in blood
Tipping the scale back towards sanity
Hypocrite sepulchers in all their vanity
Pretenders of the faith, Pharisee deniers
Find their place among cold-blooded liars
And they will kill us all
The shepherd will reap what you've sown
This mortal, vile husk you've grown
There was a time he looked on you as his own
At the very end there will be nothing to bemoan
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Wake up
Opening my eyes to the new reality
None the worse for wear since how I left it
Can't recall the dream, it was something truly beautiful
Magnificent, all negativity purged from the mind
Tingling sensations from prior sedation
The histamine receptors did their job
Fulfilling their role of being blocked from action
If only there was a better way
Why must it be this way
Pharmaceutical memories draining strength
Pulled from the dreamlike state
Into the new dream featuring everything I hate
Picture the martyr pleading on his knees
Begging for forgiveness, to return to the dream
Every peaceful night he slips into a coma
Behold the miniscule death in all its foul aroma
Behold, the new reality
This is where you'll go when you die
If this is what it's like to be dead
Then fuck being dead I want to live instead
Don't pull me from this state
This slumber is all I have
And it's time to return to that world
Tingling sensations from prior sedation
The histamine receptors did their job
Fulfilling their role of being blocked from action
If only there was a better way
Suddenly, an idea creeps into frame
There exists a place where everything stays the same
No judgement from peering eyes
The pills staring back at me feign their surprise
Overdose
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Shedding Skin
04:20
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[Instrumental.]
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It Thrashes, It Gnaws
05:04
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Blood retracts into skin at the sound of his voice
Blinding light, enough to notice the ebony visage
An unturned fire rages in the mortal carapace
Smoke reeking sickly of rotting teeth
An unturned fire rages in the mortal carapace
Smoke reeking sickly
Blood retracts into skin at the sound of his voice
Blinding light, enough to notice the ebony visage
Blood retracts into skin at the sound of his voice
Blinding light, enough to notice
Assault from each sense
Tempting the avarice
Cold and detached from me
Blue skin, veins apparent in translucence
Close shave, a cut to the mold, breaking its defense
Liquid running violet, no longer blue nor red
Blinding light, enough to notice the ebony visage
Blood retracts into skin at the sound of his voice
Blinding light, enough to notice the ebony visage
Blood retracts into skin
From the northern winds comes the southern blight
Travelling east from west, the sun rising in reverse
Putrefaction apparent in its essence
It will not stop until we're all dead
Incessantly digging its way through the outside
Draping our secrets in gore
Draping our secrets in gore
It thrashes, it gnaws
Draping our secrets in gore
It thrashes, it gnaws
Assault from each sense
Tempting the avarice
Cold and detached from me
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